Our topics of discussion moved from movies to politics to kids.. and to finally our married lives. I opened up first. I told, my wife is very adventur...us about sex. We have had plenty of events outside our home, on our building rooftop, at a lakeside, behind trees and what not.She just laughed out loud. She thought I was joking. It took me sometime to convince her that it was true. She said, imagining such adventure is strangely turning her on too but she was too scared to try it out.I told. ’ ‘No, I don’t mind at all. That sounds just fine to me.’ ‘Good!’ she said and disappeared into the kitchen. In just a short time Andrea reappeared carrying a tray-table that had our dinner upon it. She had really done a good job as I could see the sandwiches were on bulky rolls with lettuce and tomato on them, a pickle on the side and even some bottled water for us to enjoy. ‘Amazing!’ I said, ‘You did all this so quickly!’ ‘Really, it was nothing. Most of it was already prepared anyway and I. Then she pays me a surprise visit and twenty minutes after she shows, we're romping on the couch. What's that tell you? Hell if I knew, but there we were. She had seduced me by taunting me and scornfully confirming her infidelity. I had been enraged and humiliated and fiercely turned on all at once. I was tongue-fucking her like never before when all of a sudden--I don't know--I sort of just snapped. Maybe it was the way she was grinding or the derision in her voice. Whatever it was I just sort. I want to smell sweet and sexy later today. Why don'tyou clean me, sissy?" "Yes, Lady," I responded. The rules of this game were clear, and Ireached for the toilet paper."No." Her voice stopped me. "A slut like you needs to lick me clean. Lickthe piss off my pussy, slut"She sat back on the seat and spread her legs. Drops of urine ran onto herinner thighs, and I quickly licked them off, then lapped at her pussylips until she told me I cold stop. The smell and taste of her piss wasimmensely.